A call from one of the staff members at Brayden’s company where I was now the acting CEO woke me up. Leonardo had gone behind my back to set up a meeting with the board members.

I sat up too quickly and instantly regretted it as a wave of nausea clawed through me. Morning sickness. I pressed a hand to my belly, whispering under my breath, Not now, little ones. Mama has a war to fight.

By the time I got dressed and made it to Gatsby Enterprises, the whispers were already ...